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One of the things that I absolutely hate about straight women and why I’ve stopped supporting their endless, mostly self-created and self-perpetuating ‘man problems’ is their flip-floppishness when it comes to allying with women. This warrants a deeper analysis – ‘why’ is my favourite question, after all – and I’ve written about a part of it in my post on friendship. Some feminists have tackled other parts with allusions to trauma bonds and the like. Really, our system of patriarchal brainwashing and compulsory heterosexuality is a massive topic. I’ll just say for now that I don’t blame women for patriarchy, but I do hold them accountable for hurting other women and refusing to see and/or accept reality (aka being ‘willingly ignorant’). Unlike how men paint feminists (incorrectly, I might add – big surprise), I don’t think women ‘can do no wrong’. And as a non-dichotomous thinker, I also don’t equate males to females either – the bad things that women do manage to do cannot in any possible way compare to the bad shit that men do. I mean seriously, if you take all the bad deeds that women have done throughout history and put them on a scale, and on the other side, you put all the bad deeds that men have done in 2021 alone, the male side of the scale would not only hit the ground, but it would smash into the earth and tunnel a hole straight through to China (or whatever place is directly across from you on the globe)! You think I jest or hyperbolize? Well, the latter, maybe a smidge. But hmmm, keep those blinders on, ladies…

I also don’t automatically assume women are ‘stoopid’ like the average black-pilled woman is annoyingly wont to do (e.g., women are stoopid because even when men rape them, they still go back for more abuse!). The ‘stoopid’ label is incorrect, simplistic (also ‘willingly ignorant’), and woman-hating/an ad feminem attack. In short, I think women are smart enough to see what’s going on, but among all the shitty ‘choices’ available, it is easier and more advantageous in many ways to keep the fuck machine going with men. Despite the gaslighting I constantly experience from these women regarding my life being so goddamn ‘easy’, my way is actually infinitely harder and more dangerous. If my life were so easy, all women would be doing it, and I wouldn’t have anything to write about, amiright?

Anyhow, long preamble over, I write this following getting an email from a former female professor from my grad school days. Or rather, an email forward. The gist of it was that the man who ran our laboratory back in the day has died after several years of brain deterioration (ahem). This man played a part in destroying both of our careers, while uplifting all the careers of the male professors and grad students (including the *oppressed* black males and other non-white males in our lab). I remember back when I interviewed at that university for that lab, I was just this wide-eyed, 23-year-old, superstar Canadian girl, amazed that I was being wined and dined by big American research powerhouse universities. This guy took me out for dinner, and smart though I was, I became confused. He brought along a woman who didn’t have any connection to the uni or the program. Turns out she was his former grad student and he was currently fucking her (whether he was fucking her while she was still his student, who knows?) But classy, eh? Now, the question remains – and I don’t really care, to be honest – did she invite herself along (aka “I don’t trust you because you tend to fuck female grad students…”) or was it his idea (aka “you’ve got competition, bitch”)?

He was an asshole to women in so many ways. And I learned a lot from this turd, although not about my professional field – about life and how it really doesn’t get better for women with increased education. And sorry, liberals, white women aren’t winning. Ever. Nothing you say under the guise of SJWing is anything I’ve ever experienced or witnessed. Ever.

The email arrived a few days ago and I haven’t responded to it yet. I’m thinking about what my response should be, and I hate that this is taking up any of my headspace at all. As I’d like to write an honest response, I’m considering just ignoring the email altogether because honesty doesn’t work for hetero women (or any man). I’ve known this woman for a long, long time – we’re currently not on the greatest of terms. Well, more like ‘not bad, not good’, in my opinion. I know why this is so, but it’s not germane to the current story. I’ve mentioned her before in my post on how women are isolated from one another. She is hetero, feminine, and a mother of two sons. And a repeat abuse victim who keeps finding yet another loser man to attach herself to when she starts feeling lonely and isolated. I suppose I get it, but it is really annoying to be around, because despite the fact that she is super smart, a great researcher, a fucking awesome teacher, and she has a PhD in a field that perfectly places her in a position to analyze and understand literal raw data, she absolutely refuses to see the truth about males.

Part of the problem in deciding on my response is that I’m not sure why my former prof sent the information. I’ve heard through a mutual acquaintance that she has found a new man to fuck, so she could be in a pro-male frame of mind and has sad-feelz about this amaaaayzing dead man. Like I said, hetero women go back and forth in their alliance with non-hetero women depending on what day it is. Perhaps, she is relieved that he’s gone from the planet and knows I will be too? Much less likely. To be honest, I haven’t thought about this asshole since I was a student because so many more assholes came after him to make my life hell. And besides, I found my way out from under his direct influence after my first year of abuse, which helped me move on. It hurt my career, of course, but it might have been worse otherwise? The final possibility is that she is just reaching out and this was a conveniently timed event of shared ‘interest’ that provided an excuse to do it. But really, I’m sick of hetero women needing excuses to bond with me other than “I need someone to complain to about my current abusive man or the loneliness resulting from not having a man.” It’s just sad that this email is also coming about because of a man, pleased though I may be at the thought of his death.

All I am thinking right now is: one down, 4 billion to go…

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